Miss Pathetic

What do I do when you say what you mean?
I guess I'm used to the stuff in between
They're writing novels I don't wanna read
But you're in the back of my eyes (Eyes)

Ugh, I'm Miss Pathetic
Waiting on you is wretched
f* me up, teach me a lesson
They say you're a freak, and it's fine by me
Lipstick, rug burn, I'll say, "Please"
Don't mind me, I'm just Miss Pathetic
Trying on all my dresses
Maybe we'll get married in Texas
Or just have sex, yeah
Yeah, I'm Miss, I'm Miss Pathetic

Just found the ground on my feet (Ground on my feet)
Just now, I could finally breathe (Finally breathe)
Who knows, I might sail out to sea
Might move out to NYC (Yeah)
'Cause maybe I don't give a f* (Give a f*)

I'm a bad b*h, back me up (Back me up)
Like a Gemini, switch it up (Switch it up, switch it)
New chapter (Yeah), lemon up
I wish the walls were just burn into sand (Burn into sand)
From all of the heat coming out of my hands (Out of my hands)
I can't think straight, I can't make any plans
Without imagining you (Oh)

Ugh, I'm Miss Pathetic (I'm Miss Pathetic)
Waiting on you is wretched (Oh, so wretched, oh, so wretched)
f* me up, teach me a lesson
They say you're a freak, and it's fine by me
Lipstick, rug burn, I'll say, "Please"
Don't mind me, I'm just Miss Pathetic
Trying on all my dresses
Maybe we'll get married in Texas
Or just have sex, yeah
Yeah, I'm Miss, I'm Miss Pathetic

I'm Miss Pathetic
I'm Miss Pathetic
I'm Miss Pathetic
Yeah, I'm Miss, I'm Miss Pathetic